Chapter five: meeting papa
Elon kicks down the door to trumps office, holding CUM (car under merica).
"Trumper poo...I want you to meet o-our son..." Elon cowers as he speaks, shaking slightly. Hes wishing marky moo was here...wait what? Thats his lifelong enemy! Grr...
Donald throws his wife out the window. "What? What did you say?"
"We had a baby trumpy doo doo bear..."
"Ew kill it its ugly"
"HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT ABOUT OUR SON?- oh yeah he kinda is"
"He looks just Like you"
"FUCK YOU!!" Elon throws the baby at trump and its so sharp it slices his forehead open
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